Wednesday, October 06, 2010

lipidosis...(please pray for Truman?)

Got what the problem is...lipidosis...or fatty liver disease in a cat. The article describes exactly what happened to Truman, to a T! So, it seems like the kickoff factor was the stress moving here...(cats really ARE homebodies, it seems!). But it kept on as an anorexic-type disease. He needs to start eating again & getting all his vitamins, and the only way to cure this disease is to syringe/force feed him, so he gets used to digesting food through his body & liver again. Because it seems to me (maybe I'm wrong), that he's just living off the fat in his body, that has no nutrients left.
All I know is it's awful! Thank you, God, it's not cancer...and is curable with diet & force-feeding for a few weeks, but that's the point I'm at with him now.
I thought at first I was going to be able to do the syringe-feeding myself here at home, but, after trying last night, there's absolutely no way I can...it's not that he's fighting me so hard, I just don't have the physical ability & stamina...Truman doesn't have the strength to actually fight with me...he's so weak he has a hard time jumping up on my bed...I watched him try last night & he hit the side of the bed & had to struggle up. :-( So, I have a call in to the vet's office to ask if I could board him there so he could get fed, or even keep him in the hospital there.
We are a pitiful looking couple, for sure...(yeah, me & Truman!). He's lost so much weight he's like a bag of bones (stick kitty!). He's having trrouble keeping his balance and walking and all that, so I've been putting him on my lap when I go to the bedroom to go to bed, taking my hoveround-type wheelchair, so we BOTH ride! And then I put him over on the bed, and I crawl in with him.
Okay, I need to go eat, before I get fatty-liver disease too!

14 comments:

Whitemist said...

Best wishes for both of you, Truman sounds like quite the companion!

Autumnforest said...

Sweetie;
I will be sending you and Tru lots of healing energy. He will be back to jumping on your bed in no time, I bet!

Libby said...

joeyk....thank you! truman IS quite the companion! he's kinda a cat/dog!

autumn...i really hope he gets his strength back quickly! i'm pretty prepared for it to tk a month!

Meg said...

Oh poor Truman! He is in my thoughts and prayers. Here's hoping for a speedy recovery so he can be back to snuggling with you ASAP!

SJ said...

Awww I hope Truman is back to his old ways SOON!

Thomas said...

I hope Truman is back to his old self soon. I'm saying some prayers and sending Positive Hippy Vibes his way!

X. Dell said...

Well, I guess cancer would be worse. I couldn't imagine what happens to animals going through radiation and chemotherapy, although I would guess they do.

I'm rooting for you both. Maybe Truman's health will improve when he becomes more familiar with the new place.

Ricardo said...

This is TERRIBLE!!! I hope things work out for Truman soon.

Have Myelin? said...

I'm sorry to hear about Truman! I've never heard of that disorder. Glad it's not cancer or anything like that.

We MS'ers take good care of our pets don't we?

TLP said...

OMG! So sorry that Truman is so very sick. Jeez!

Hold my hand: a social worker's blog said...

Dear Libby,

Praying for Truman, and for YOU. Sorry to hear about your rib fxs. As long as you are "competent" they can't force you to leave your home. You may look into getting some help at home, in-home services, perhaps? Discuss this with your social worker. She should have info about other community sources.

Thanks for visiting and commenting on my story.

(((( hugs ))))

Doris

Have Myelin? said...

I know what you mean by cat/dog type of cat. =)

Hope things get better....

TLP said...

Are you okay? And Truman?

Long time, no post.

Cindy said...

Libby- sorry I've been so out of touch. I hope by now that Truman is doing better. If you have him home yet, there is a product you can get at WalMart called Super Blue Green Algae, it's in the vitamin section and it comes in capsules. Try to get a good syringe full of it into him a couple of times a day. I used this on Ricky more than once and it pulled him through each time. He won't eat it on his own, it tastes terrible, but it will sure help him if you can force some into him. I sure hope Truman turns out ok. I know what it's like to lose such a companion. Ricky's been gone going on a year and I still imagine that I feel him jumping up onto the bed sometimes at night and I still miss him terribly.